Qin Kun has seen the funeral home in the summer, but the wonton stall in the summer is rare. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After looking for a long time, I finally found a night market not far from the river. The night market is located on people's way home, and the smell of incense always whets people's mouthwatering appetite.

The old Taoist priest was snoring and drinking chaos, his expression was happy, and Qin Kun was by his side, and his stomach was also hungry.

"Seven bowls, Dao Ye...... It's easy to accumulate food when you eat so much at night. ”

The old Taoist priest didn't drink the wontons at first, but tasted them in small sips and chewed them slowly. Later, it was almost pouring into the mouth.

There were seven empty bowls stacked next to it, and three bowls were hanging next to it, and the old Taoist priest waved his hand: "It's okay, the old Taoist has a good appetite!" ”

The boss said excitedly on the side: "Master Dao, do you still want it?" ”

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Yes!" The rest of the wontons are cooked! ”

The boss was stunned: "It's all cooked?" Master Dao, the rest can be cooked for at least 10 bowls, and you can't finish it. ”

"Can't finish eating? Are you afraid that the old way has no money? Qin Xiaoyou, look at it! ”

A bowl of wontons costs 9 yuan, Qin Kun handed 200 to the boss, and the excess was used as a tip. The boss smiled, tonight is really big business.

After a while, a car stopped nearby, and a person walked down from the car.

bald, old-fashioned, but the pace is getting more and more steady, and the figure has changed from rickety at the beginning to burly and straight.

Ge Zhan is here.

"Uncle Ge......"

Qin Kun was surprised, how did Ge Zhan find here, only to see Ge Zhan sitting on a small bench and starting to eat wontons without saying a word.

Hiss –

The predecessors of the Tao of Life and Death, don't you like this?

Qin Kun was as magical as discovering a new continent.

After Ge Zhan arrived, after a while, more and more faces appeared.

Candle Sect, Chu Lao Xian, Chu Qianxun.

Fu Zong, Yu black face.

Dou Zong, Jing Laohu.

Funeral home Lao Wang, Lao Song.

Even Han Yao, who had just returned home, came.

In the crowd, there was an old man with a snuff bottle, his appearance was quite familiar, Qin Kun remembered, this old man was the old tailor who made clothes for him before attending the Nanzong Dao meeting last year!

Chu Laoxian and several people were standing, only Ge Zhan and the old Taoist were left sitting, and Qin Kun had a thorn under his buttocks, and he also stood up.

"Uncle Yue." When the white-haired old tailor saw the old Taoist, he nodded and bowed, flattering.

"Who is your father-in-law, get out of the way." The old Taoist priest gave the old tailor a blank look.

The old tailor was embarrassed and explained, "Xiuya has gone to see your great-granddaughter. ”

"Humph!" The old Taoist priest was too lazy to pay attention to the old tailor, and turned his head to look at Ge Zhan, "Ge Longtou, ask so many people to set up music for me?" Lao Dao and Qin Xiaoyou just ate a wonton. ”

Ge Zhan said: "Old hungry ghost, I declare in advance, one, you are not allowed to live in our old mansion in Kuishan. Second, you are not allowed to come to our old house in Kuishan to eat and drink. Third, we are not allowed to care about the life and death of Linjiang. ”

Ge Zhan raised three fingers, three chapters of the law!

The wonton bowl on the old Taoist priest's table was already empty, and the boss brought a few more bowls and looked at everyone cautiously.

Fight? It's not like all the old men present, and they are not young.

Party? It's not like, at such an age, it's more than 12 o'clock in the evening, who gathers to come to the night market.

The boss didn't know why, so he asked, "Do you eat wontons too?" ”

"Why do you spend so much time boiling your ravioli?"

"Uncle, why are you talking like this......"

"Do you have any opinion on what the old man is talking about?"

Ge Zhan's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were fierce, and the boss was frightened and retreated.

The old Taoist priest pouted: "Stingy." Sansheng, you are now the head of the Dou Sect, it's okay for the old Taoist to stay for a few days, right? ”

Jing Sansheng smiled bitterly: "Senior, there is an uncle, I don't ...... if I say it."

"What do you say or not, who has the final say if you say it or not? Your uncle is old and confused now, don't pay attention to him. ”

"Chao Zhen, you're just old and confused!" Ge Zhan was furious.

The old Taoist priest didn't move, drank the wontons, and walked towards Jing Sansheng happily: "Let's go, let's go, ignore him." I'm sleepy tonight, I have to get a good night's sleep, just make Ge Zhan's bed for me. ”

"Chao Zhen, did the old man say that you would sleep in my bed?!"

"Ge Longtou, how old are you, why are you so grinding......"

"I ......"

The old Taoist priest pulled Jing Sansheng away, and Ge Zhan hurriedly chased after him: "Stop for me!" ”

Qin Kun saw that a group of people didn't even speak, so he watched the old Taoist priest leave, this style is a bit big.

"Lao Wang, why are you here?"

Curator Wang had dark circles under his eyes: "I didn't recognize it at noon, I was sluggish." It seems that he is in a good mood. Xiao Qin, approve you for a few days off and accompany your seniors? ”

It's not a big problem to accompany him, after all, the old Taoist priest has just instructed him in Taoism, but ......

"Who the hell is he?"

Qin Kun felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Curator Wang yawned and went back with Uncle Qu. Yu Hei shook his head and sighed, and went back. Old Immortal Chu sent the old Taoist priest away, and then turned to leave. The old tailor took a snuff and walked away with a bitter look on his face.

The wonton stall, the older generation is gone, only Chu Qianxun and Han Yao are left.

Han Yao rubbed his neck: "I said Brother Kun, you don't know who he is?" Don't you even look at your phone? ”

Qin Kun blinked: "I've been sleepy this month, I've been muting ......"

Han Yao shook his head: "I'm going to sleep, and I'll go to work tomorrow morning." ”

After Han Yao left, Chu Qianxun found that Qin Kun was flipping through his mobile phone and said, "Brother dog, don't look at it." That's the painted skin fairy of the Xudu Temple. ”

Xudu view, painting skin fairy! It turned out to be him?

Five super-first-class ghost hunters in China, Douzong Dawei Tianlong, Xuanru of the Judging Family, the holy monk of Folin Temple, the old Tai Sui of Yulong Mountain, and the painting of Pi Xian in the capital of Xudu.

Qin Kun had already guessed that this old Taoist priest was either an old lady or a painted skin fairy. But what kind of expressions do you have?

Qin Kun wondered: "Miss, even if he is a painted skin fairy, these people will not have such expressions, right?" Your grandfather's brow is about to break. Even Uncle Ge is like a mouse seeing a cat. ”

Chu Qianxun beckoned, took Qin Kun to the car, the car started, Chu Qianxun said: "I heard my grandfather say that the painted skin fairy has a habit of eating ghosts, and many people in the previous generation had ghosts, and he ......ate them."

Nani?!

Qin Kun's neck stiffened, and his eyes were wide open.

"He eats ghosts?!"

"Ge Zhan's predecessors, as well as the ghosts of the Judge Zuo's predecessors, are all eaten by him. And ......"

"What else?"

"And their master's ghost."

……

It was already 1 o'clock when I got home in the evening.

Qin Xue and Du Qinghan had already fallen asleep, and Qin Kun lay on his bed for a long time.

He's seen a lot of ghost hunters, but it's the first time he's eaten a ghost master!

"Brother Kun, what's wrong?"

After Du Qinghan moved the room from the second bedroom to the study, Qin Kun returned to his second bedroom. At night, Niu Meng and skinning can't play on the computer, so they can only practice, which is extremely boring. Seeing Qin Kun in a daze, they all asked curiously.

"Where's the smiling man?"

"Downstairs, playing with the sixteenth elder brother in the sand." The water monk lay on the balcony of the second bedroom and turned back to report.

"Call up, don't run around for a while, there's a ghost eater."

Even in summer, there are too many ghosts in the house, and it is still a little cold when sleeping, Qin Kun covered a thin quilt, and in the quilt, the ghost in the wedding dress came out: "Master, are you talking about watching Chao Zhen in the capital?" ”

"Huh? Do you know? Qin Kun opened his mouth slightly, what is the origin of this guy, how come everyone knows?

The ghost of the wedding dress leaned comfortably on Qin Kun and stretched his waist: "I met once, he came to Linjiang City when he was young and fought with Yang Shen, but it seemed to be a tie. By the way, he didn't get branded with karma. ”